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wisdomssdaughterr · 2 months

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PROJECT SUNSHINE CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR → A BLAZE OF HORROR

summary: steve harrington x oc

when another product of Hawkins National Laboratory escaped a long-survived nightmare alongside her sister, she crashed into one unsuspecting teenage boy and dragged him deeper into the dark mysteries that made up their hometown.

word count. 3.3k || masterlist

warnings: cannon typical violence, child abuse, horror, gore, and depictions of mental illness. parts of this story were written pre-season 4 release. cannon divergence.

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a/n: we're nearing the end of season 2! many exciting things to come :)

Sunshine landed on the ground with a light thud as she let go of the rope they had fastened to Billy Hargrove’s stolen car. She found herself inside one section of tunnel that she’d been staring at in drawing form on the walls of Will’s Byers home. The temperature dropped upon entrance, causing her to shiver and pull her jacket closer to her body. She adjusted her goggles over her eyes and made sure the bandana tied around her nose and mouth was secure as she waited for everyone else to drop down into the tunnel after her.

The tunnels looked like they stretched for miles in a terrible darkness that was only made worse by the cut of flashlights. Particles floated in the air, resembling ash, and vines decorated the walls and floor.

“Holy shit,” Steve muttered under his breath as he landed beside Sunshine and took in their new surroundings.

Once all of the kids were there, Mike took the lead with a drawn map in his hands that he had made between the chaos at the Byers. “I’m pretty sure it’s this way,” he said.

“You’re pretty sure or are you certain?” Dustin asked.

Mike sighed and Sunshine was sure he rolled his eyes somewhere under his goggles. “I’m one hundred percent sure. Just follow me and you’ll know.” He began to walk down the tunnel but was promptly stopped by Steve snatching the map from the kid’s grasp. “Hey!” Mike tried to object.

“I don’t think so.” Steve held the map high enough that Mike couldn’t grab it. “If any of you little shits down here, we’re getting blamed. From here on out, Sunshine and I are leading the way.” If they couldn’t stop the kids from doing something stupidly dangerous, then they had to lead the way into danger.

The kids seemed almost unsure of Steve’s authority, and all looked to Sunshine like she was supposed to make the final call. Of course, she agreed with Steve, so she nodded her head, and they all didn’t put up an argument. Then they were off.

As they ventured through the tunnel, drenched in the cold and strange air, Sunshine was struck with Deja vu. The tunnels felt awfully similar to when she and Nancy had crawled through a small gateway in the woods that placed them inside the Upside Down.

The other, terrible world infected Hawkins like a disease. The tunnels stretched for miles, according to Will’s map, underneath the outskirts of the town and threatened to reach the residents unless El closed the Gate and stopped it from spreading. Sunshine couldn’t imagine the kind of hysteria that would come from the people of Hawkins if they were exposed to the Upside Down, the Demogorgons, and the Mind Flyer.

And it was up to them to keep that from happening and keep the world from ending, which seemed wildly unfair. Yet, there was no time or space for them to refute their position, no matter how bad of shape they were in.

All of the events of the night, good and terrible, weighed heavily upon all of them, leaving them beaten, bruised, and tired. Sunshine wasn’t sure if they had another round of monster fighting in them, but she wasn’t sure they’d get a choice in the matter.

As they ventured deeper into the tunnels, they came upon odd plants that grew beside the vines. The plants expanded and retracted as if they were breathing. They stopped to observe the strange scenery for only a moment before they started walking again, but they didn’t get far before a shrill scream came from the back of the group, startling everyone.

“Shit! Shit! Shit!” Dustin yelled as he hastily pulled down his bandana and began coughing violently.

Sunshine had whipped around at the scream and hurried to his side, placing a hand on his shoulder with panic rising quickly in her chest. “What happened?”

“It’s in my mouth! Some got in my mouth! Shit!” Dustin yelled and coughed while Sunshine shared a worried look with Steve. Neither one of them knew what to do; there wasn’t exactly common knowledge on what to do when someone breathed in otherworldly plant fumes. Luckily, Dustin’s panic faded with his coughs, and settled with a deep breath from the kid before he said, “I think I’m okay. It’s fine.”

Sunshine let out a sigh of relief and pulled Dustin’s bandana back up over his nose and mouth. “Let’s keep going, yeah?” she said. Dustin nodded and the rest of the kids all started following Steve’s lead once more.

After she made her way back to the front of the pack, Sunshine peered over at the map Steve held and tried to figure out how close they were to the hub.

“If we make it out of here, remind me to never volunteer to babysit again,” Steve said.

“When we make out of here,” she corrected. Not making it out wasn’t a choice they had. Sunshine promised to protect all of them, and she didn’t plan on breaking that promise. “I will. But I don’t know how well that’ll go over.” She glanced behind them at the group filing behind them with brave faces and good hearts. “I think they’re really warming up to you.”

Steve shook his head. “They said, like ten minutes ago, they wanted to leave me behind at the house.”

“Well, yeah, but to be fair, they were right about you freaking out in the car.” Steve scoffed. “And I wouldn��t have let that happen. We wouldn’t have left you behind.”

Over the last year, Sunshine had grown a closeness with Steve that she didn’t want to let go of. She had learned what it was like to have a best friend, to have someone who was patient and kind to her without any obligation to do so. Sunshine wanted to hang onto Steve; she liked having him around, whether it was to study at the library or fight monsters.

“I can’t believe you punch Hargrove,” Steve said after a beat of silence. “I bet that threw him off. Most girls in town are trying to get with him, not break his jaw.”

It was her turn to scoff, playfully. “I didn’t break his jaw. I think his jaw hurt my hand more than my punch hurt him.” She flexed her fingers and winced. The way Billy looked at Max and Lucas still unsettled her; the idea that anyone, even an angry teenage boy, would think for even a second of hurting a kid half their size caused rage to flood Sunshine’s veins. Maybe it was her memories of the Lab and how far the violence inside there went, but she refused to let anyone lay a hand on any member of the party. And even though Sunshine had just met Max that week, she still felt a sense of protectiveness over her, considering how she was roped into the mess of their lives.

“I also take babysitting very seriously,” Sunshine added, half-joking.

“I’ve noticed.”

They continued to trudge through the tunnels until they reached a large opening that multiple tunnels spilled into. It was a large space right where Mike had said.

“Alright, Wheeler,” Steve said. “I think we found your hub.”

Mike stepped forward holding a canister of gasoline. “Let’s drench it.” And that they did.

The group worked to soak every inch of the room with gasoline. They worked quickly and tossed the empty canisters aside before they regrouped at the entrance of the tunnel they had come from. They had a straight shot back to the entrance and a quick trip back to the Byers. Sunshine hoped they beat everyone back and then she nor Steve would have to explain why they let the kids out of the house when that was the last thing they were supposed to do.

Steve pulled a lighter from his coat pocket and everyone braced themselves. He breathed deeply and muttered, “I’m in such deep shit,” before he dropped the lighter and caught the hub on fire.

The flames drank the gasoline hungrily, spreading alarmingly fast. Bright orange exploded before their eyes and the heat was felt through their layers of clothing. The vines that covered the ground and walls hissed loudly in pain like they were alive.

“Go! Go! Go!” Steve yelled and prompted the kids to start running.

A final wave of adrenaline gave them one last push to run as fast as their legs could carry them. Steve led the way, remembering each twist and turn even in the eerie darkness, and Sunshine brought up the rear to ensure no kid got left behind. That was a good thing, too, because as they ran, one of the vines snaked up from where it was curled against the ground and latched onto Mike’s leg as he tried to run by.

He was pulled to the ground and Sunshine stumbled to a stop with him. Mike kicked his leg in an attempt to shake the vine, but it encircled his ankle, locking him in place.

Sunshine kneeled beside him and dug her fingernails into the vine, trying to yank it off of Mike, but it refused to let him go.

“Sunshine! Get it off! Get it off!” Mike cried.

She knew her powers were shot, but she thought she’d get lucky again like she had with Billy. Sunshine cupped her hands together, but before she could even think about igniting them, another vine shot out of the wall and curled around her wrist.

An angry scream tore through her throat as she tried to escape and help Mike.

The rest of the group had heard their yells and stopped running.

“Oh, shit!” Lucas gasped, looking between Mike’s trapped leg and Sunshine’s bound wrists.

“Steve, do something!” Dustin demanded, full of panic.

Steve quickly pulled his bat from his backpack and hurried over to the two. He first brought the bat down against the ground, where Mike’s vine squirmed. The nails that had been hammered into the bat struck the vine and cut through its thick skin, causing the plant to ooze black goo. Mike pulled the dead half of the vine from around his ankle and scrambled toward Sunshine. He grabbed a hold of the vine that squeezed Sunshine’s wrists and pulled it taught between her and the wall.

“Hit it! Hurry!” Mike yelled at Steve. Steve swung his bat again and cut the vine.

Mike pulled Sunshine to her feet with a heavy breath.

“Are you okay?” she asked him.

With a nod, Mike brushed the sweaty pieces of hair back from his forehead. “Y-Yeah. I’m fine. But we’ve gotta go.”

Sunshine spun around to resume their journey through the tunnels, but instead of an empty path, they were met with the faceless gaze of a Demo-dog. Instinctively, she grabbed a hold of the kids nearest to her, Mike and Luke, and shoved them behind her. She moved to grab the rest of the kids, but Dustin stepped forward toward the monster before she could.

“Dart,” Dustin said, his voice steady.

Sunshine’s heart dropped violently. “Dustin-” she hissed, but he held up his hand to quiet her as Dart growled.

“Stop,” Dustin whispered to the group. “Just trust me.”

Sunshine trusted Dustin: the kid was one of the smartest she knew, but he and all of the kids acted like they were invincible.

Stepping forward slowly, Dustin kept all of his focus on Dart. Sunshine held her breath and tried to think of the quickest way to get him and everyone else away if the monster decided to attack. There wasn’t anywhere for them to run away unless it was back toward the hub that was burning. The only escape was past the Demo-dog.

“Hey, it’s me. It’s your friend, Dustin. Do you remember me? Will you let us pass?” Dart growled once more in response, but it didn’t seem to deter Dustin. He spoke again, calm and slow, like he was talking to his mom’s dead cat, Mews, and not a creature that wanted to rip them from limb to limb. “I’m sorry about the storm cellar, that was a pretty douchey thing to do.” He reached into the side pocket of his backpack and pulled out a candy bar. “You hungry? I’ve got your favorite, see? Nought.” He tossed the candy to the ground in front of Dart. The monster sniffed it for a moment, and Sunshine feared it would ignore the candy and take to eating them instead.

However, Dart turned his attention away from Dustin and began eating the candy bar similar to how a dog snacked on a bone. Dustin tossed a look over his shoulder at the group and waved them along. “Let’s go.”

As carefully and quietly as they could, the group slid past Dart and resumed their sprint toward the exit. The crackle of the fire faded, and the tunnel was only filled with their labored breaths and heavy steps.

They managed to make it fairly far before another problem was tossed their way. What was supposed to be a quick and sneaky task had taken several turns for the worse.

A steady rumble began to shake the ground and a symphony of howls and growls sucked the nasty air from Sunshine’s lungs.

“They’re coming!” Mike rushed out. “Run!”

Sunshine spared a quick look over her shoulder and saw the monsters’ shadows growing on the wall behind them. She quickened her pace with her heart threatening to beat right out of her chest.

Several feet ahead, the rope came into view, swinging down from the surface as their saving grace.

Steve, having led everyone, was the first to reach the rope and he immediately started ushering the kids up it and to the safety above. Max was the first one up and the second she was out she reached her hand down into the hole and helped the others up.

Together, Steve and Sunshine made quick work of hoisting the kids up, one after another as the monster enclosed around them. Sunshine could hear them coming toward at a rapid pace. As the seconds ticked by, and the Demo-dogs grew closer, she worried they wouldn’t get all of the kids up in time.

Lucas followed Max, and then Mike, Dustin, and Luke all managed to scramble out with the help of one another. All who were left were Steve and Sunshine, but the monsters turned the corner and were only a couple of feet from them.

“Guys! Come on!” Dustin screamed and all of the kids reached out their hands, but there was no time. It was mere seconds until the monsters reached them, not allowing enough time for even one of them to climb, let alone both of them.

Sunshine didn’t even have time to think about dying. All she could think about was the way her sides ached from running and how the kids’ voices all bled together from above. She stared at the incoming creatures, too drained and stunned to fight. All she did was close her eyes and hold her breath. An arm hooked around her waist, and she was pulled into a tight embrace.

For an agonizing moment, she and Steve braced for impact. They were either going to be eaten or trampled to death, perhaps both.

But nothing happened.

The howls came and left with a strong gush of air that nearly knocked Sunshine off her feet if it hadn’t been for Steve. It was like the monster hadn’t even seen them. They slipped away down the tunnel before their very eyes.

Sunshine peeled her eyes open and tried to catch her breath. She had Steve’s coat clutched tight in her shaky hands and he kept his one arm around her waist, while his other held onto the rope. For a moment, they stared at each other, unsure of what the hell just happened.

“Holy shit,” Steve breathed out with a bewildered look overcoming his features. He suddenly grabbed the sides of Sunshine’s face, like he was checking to make sure she was real and that they both were still standing. “We’re not dead. We’re not dead!”

A startled laugh fell from Sunshine’s lips. They should be dead. Why didn’t the monsters attack them? Why didn’t they even seem to notice them?

The kids all called to them, frantically overlapping with each other so that Sunshine couldn’t make out what they were saying.

Steve stepped back and looked up at the series of faces that peered down at them. “We’re okay,” he told them, but that didn’t seem to ease the worry that had overtaken each of their faces.

“Something’s wrong!” Max cried, looking at something over her shoulder. “Hurry!”

Steve hoisted Sunshine up first. She climbed the rope until the kids were within reach, and they helped her the rest of the way up. She fell into the dirt with a deep breath of fresh air.

They only had a second to collect themselves before the kids pulled their attention toward Luke, who sat still on the ground a couple of feet from the tunnel entrance.

“Something’s wrong with him,” Lucas said, nervously glancing between the older teens and Luke.

Luke’s eyes were rolled into the back of his head and a single line of blood dripped from his nose. Sunshine cursed under her breath as she kneeled in front of it. As she did so, the headlights of Billy’s car suddenly burned brightly, nearly blinding all of them. The lights grew brighter and brighter until they switched off, leaving them in the darkness of night in the middle of an empty field.

“El,” said Mike. “She did it.”

Sunshine didn’t know what it was exactly, but she knew he was right. There was something, a feeling that buzzed through the air that quelled the doom that had been thick for weeks. El had closed the Gate. It was over. That allowed her attention to be fully on Luke.

“Luke? Luke, can you hear me?” She didn’t touch him, but her hands hovered close to the young boy. Everyone else crowded around the two of them on the ground. “Who helped him up?”

Max slowly raised her hand, her face blanched. “I did. D-Did I do something wrong? I didn’t-”

“No, you didn’t,” Sunshine said. “When Luke touches someone, skin to skin, he gets a vision. That’s how his abilities work.” That’s why he often curled into himself and kept his hands tucked away in his pockets, but in the chaos of the incoming Demo-dogs, Luke had no choice but to accept the help of Max to get to safety.

“Whoa, wait,” Dustin gasped. “You mean, he’s seeing the future right now?”

Sunshine sighed, “Yes.”

Another couple of quiet moments passed as they waited out Luke’s vision. He returned with a loud gasp and his eyes blinked back into focus. His hand pressed against his chest, and he looked around wildly until Sunshine gently placed a hand on his coat-clad shoulder.

“Hey, Luke. You’re okay,” she soothed. Luke visibility relaxed, but not before his gaze fell onto Max. What Sunshine didn’t mention was that the future he saw was specific to the person he had touched. But he said nothing, and she was sure that meant he needed time to digest the flashes of the future he saw before he could make sense of them.

No one was sure of what to do after that. The cold air nipped at their noses and their heavy breaths were visible in the dim moonlight. Sunshine felt her adrenaline wear off, and she had to resist the urge to fall back into the dirt and close her eyes for the night.

“We should get back to Will’s before everyone else,” Mike said after a moment. Everyone silently agreed and started toward the car.

“Um, is Max driving again?” Lucas asked.

“No!” Both Sunshine and Steve answered simultaneously. Max scoffed, but her attitude was watered down by the night, and she tiredly shrugged them off before tossing the keys she had kept safe in her pocket to Steve.

Everyone fell into their seats, and they started back to the Byers, all ready for the night to conclude.

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yesokaythatsfine69 · 2 years

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Stranger Things Have Happened (Stranger things Hendersonxreader! HC's)

Description: Y/N Henderson is loved by all and feared by few, here are a bunch of head cannons between you and the characters of stranger things season four.

Character(s): eleven, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, will, max, Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, Robin, Erica, Eddie, Billie (wdym he's dead??)

Warning(s): spoilers?? (Not really, this is pretty freeform), The byers and El are still in Hawkins, Gay, cursing, smutty?, Fluffy, drugs, alcohol, death, and that should b it (read at ur own risk)

A/n: I'm back! I haven't posted an x reader or hc since 2020 ! Those were strictly also for AOT (but if you're like me and a fan of both please feel free to check out my other works) I love stranger things and if u look at my old master list you'd see that I had originally planned to write for that series as well. If u guys like this let me know, if u guys wanna see more aot let me know, or literally anything else- lmk

Word Count: 3K

Song: running up that hill - Kate bush

*all gifs used are not mine and full credit goes to the owner :)

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For most of your life, until the summer before your junior year, you had been considered pretty much an outcast. Weekends and free time was spent with you playing dnd and practically constructing campaigns for your brother and his friends by yourself. By the time you were fifteen you were a level 10 dm.

While this was fucking sick for you and your brothers friends- the rest of Hawkins didn't agree. Not only that, but you had your younger brothers signature curly short hair, and black, thick, wide lense glasses and large metal trapping around your teeth (braces).

For many years, your only friends were the friends your brother had. Which didn't score you any points amongst your peers. However, when shit hit the fan in Hawkins you fought like a total badass, and became friends with some of the older Hawkins kids who went to your school. (Nancy, Johnathan, and Steve.)

When Max and her brother Billy arrived, you were just a sophomore. When you, Steve, Max, Lucas, and Dustin all got stuck in a bus you and Steve had to fight tooth and nail to get those kids to safety, Billy Hargrove repaid you by almost hitting your bike (with you on it) with his car.

Then, when you went to summer camp- and your younger brother Dustin went to his own, you returned looking like you belonged on some sort of calendar. Robin and Steve couldn't look you in the eye. Robin, you became fast friends with, she shared your love of making Steve's life miserable. You worked with Billy as a lifeguard, and he followed you around like a puppy. Which, considering how you feel about Billy could be regarded as a win or a loss.

Now, here you are. A senior in high school, and a cheerleader. (Nancy told you to try out after noticing how flexible you were when the two of you were fighting alongside one another at the mall). You know everyone and everyone knows you- so, let's get these head cannons started shall we?

A very drunk and a very high y/n

You weren't BIG on partying. You would've much rather been home, dancing around your room, hair brush in hand, singing some Madonna song- but here you are, after a big win for hawkins basketball team, in a very crowded and loud living room party.

You're wearing the cutest mini skirt and the cutest top, both outlining your delicious curves. Your hair is teezed to the nines into a semi-space bun. (Your love for Star Wars endures). However, your makeup is slightly smeered, and your eyes are glassy.

You've had about four red solo cups too many, and you've been spoon fed a blunt. It's a wonder you can walk. You giggle as you shuffle through the crowd of teenagers. "Y/n? Y/n Henderson?"

You paused, turning around to see Billy Hargrove give you a once over. If your face wasn't already warm with the alcohol, you would've blushed. "Billy!" You teetered over, and he helped you keep balance.

"having a good time?" He laughed, but gently moved a stray hair from your face. You leaned into his touch. Usually, you would've threatened him or tried to hit him, but at the moment you were choosing to live, laugh, love instead pain, war, and homicide.

"yesss." You drew. Billy smiled. "Where's Chrissy? She didn't leave you like this, did she?" You frowned. You couldn't really remember, actually. "I don't know, I think she went to the bathroom." You were yelling now, over the pulsing music. He nodded. "Lets get you some water."

He went to move, but you pulled him towards you instead, and suddenly you were meer inches away. Billy bit his bottom lip. "Stay." He shook his head. "I'll be right back." He let go, and moved to the kitchen. However when he did, the song changed. "I love kate bush." You smiled, and began to sway your hips, moving backwards from where you stood.

Then, suddenly you're plowed into from behind. Luckily for you, it's Eddie Munson.

Eddie had referred to you as his dream girl, because, you definitely were. Not only were you hot but you were also a god at dnd. Best of both worlds. He had gone to this party as a main distributor of goods, and hadn't expected you to be there. So when he bumped into you, and immediately caught you before you hit the ground, he was FLOURED.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and touched his nose to yours. "Hey motley Crue, what's the damage?" Your voice was lower, and velvety in Eddie's ears. "I'm-I was-I am- I, uh, Just dropping off some..." He frowned at your dazed expression. Then he smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling. "Are you drunk, Henderson?"

You laughed. "Maybe I am Eddison. What are you going to do about it?" You booped his nose. Eddie shook his head. "Yeah, alright." He immediately walked (closer to carry) you out, through the crowd and to his car. He drove you home, expecting only your little brother to be there.

Little did he know...

"Is that your sister, Dustin?" Erica stood at the window looking out the front yard, and Dustin frowned. "My sister is at a sleepover right now-" "Nope, that is definitely y/n." Max grimaced, standing next to Erica at the window.

Dustin frowned and came around to where they stood, Steve following pursuit. When they arrived to stand behind Max and Erica, Dustin smacked his forehead. Eddie Munson was carrying you through their front yard, and you weren't making it easy, flopping around the poor guy like he was a pole and you a stripper.

Eleven, Mike, Lucas, will, Nancy, Johnathan, and Robin all now stood at the window, watching Eddie all but drag you to the front door. "Oh shit." Dustin sighed. Steve rushed out the door, helping Eddie by taking your feet as Eddie took your shoulders.

"what happened?" Johnathan was worried, with all the weird shit happening recently he feared that maybe this wasn't innocent. His mind went to the upside down, to some terrible new creature that they would have to deal with, or MAYBE- Nancy reassured him. "Looks like one of the basketball parties." Eddie looked up at the brunette. "How'd you know?"

She winced slightly. "Personal experience." Eddie and Steve put you on the couch. "I'll get some water." Dustin pointed her to where the cups could be found. "I heard it was supposed to be pretty big." Lucas said, standing next to Max.

Nancy acted as a mother to you, bringing you water, and directing them to place you on your side. Jonathan mostly just tried to make sure you hadn't been taken over by some dnd villain and when he was sure you were just wasted- he let Nancy do her thing.

Eleven was worried that you were about to die, so she immediately grabbed your hand for reassurance. (Whether that was for you or her, idk). Eleven hadn't really seen anyone wasted before, let alone you, her idol. "What if she has alcohol poisoning!" You giggled. "El, your hands are so small!" Eleven frowned. Were her hands small?

Mike snorted and El shot him a glare. Mike nodded and gave you two some more space.

Dustin was pacing, ranting, and absolutely pissed. "Of all the times, y/n seriously!", "What if mom finds out?", "Jesus Christ y/n." And finally "she's okay, right?" El's comment on alcohol poisoning seemed to cool him for the moment.

Lucas kind of wished he was like you right now, drink and high off your balls...but he also realized that this was really, really embarrassing.

Will was worried about you, but he didn't really want to get involved, considering he had no clue what do when someone got alcohol poisoning.

Steve was fussing over you, like BIG time. "Y/n, seriously?" You kept trying to touch his hair. Finally he gave in, but only when you promised to lay on your side and drink some water. "Drink this." He practically poured the water down your throat. "Thanks, Daddy." you said after swallowing, causing Steve to turn bright red. He coughed, and Eddie gave him a look.

Robin was trying to get you to talk as much as possible. This was funny. You were such a cute drunk, too! "Y/n, how do you feel about the humpty dump?"

Eddie and Steve kept arguing about how best to take care of you, to which you interjected, "Don't worry boys, there's enough holes for-" "Y/N! Jesus Christ!" Dustin was slamming his head into the wall.

Y/n saves them

You worked with Billy as a lifeguard at the city pool. You were closing with him, and had made it to your bike when you realized you left your house keys in your locker. So, you begrudgingly went back into the pool. You heard screaming, and at first you thought, funny haha, but then...you rushed in, to see Billy being literally fucking attacked by some venom looking shit. You grabbed the half naked boy and chucked your bag at the creature, giving both of you enough time to escape. The two of you were literally hooked onto each other, and you didn't realize just how close the two of you were clutching each other until he was pushing you into his truck and getting the hell out of there.

Eddie had just witnessed Chrissy's brain explode in her fucking skull. In his trailer. On the roof. Your home phone rang and you had begrudgingly answered, worried that it would disturb your mom. "Hello?" A shaky voice on the other end preened at the sound of your own. "Y/n? Y/n oh thank God. You would not believe what just fucking happened I was here and Chrissy was here and then all of a sudden the lights and her eyes and then bones started cracking and oh my god-" You blinked, trying to rapidly comprehend what was happening over the line. Eddie had never sounded like this. He didn't even sound like Eddie. He sounded like some kid who lost their parent at a grocery store. "Eddie, slow down, what are you-" A sharp intake of breath- "Chrissy's dead, y/n." You paused. Chrissy had been a friend of yours, someone you actually really liked (one of the few people on your squad.). Like the others? You wondered, biting your lip. "I'm on my way."

"Russians? Dustin have you lost your goddamned mind?" You stared at your younger brother and his new found little friend (who was also Luca's little sister,) Erica. "Y/n I know it sounds crazy, but I promise you, Robin and Steve were taken by-" You raised a hand and cut him off. Turning to Erica, you raised a brow. "They did sound Russian." You sighed. "So there's just a bunch of Russians conducting secret experiments in secret elevator shafts at Starcourt Mall?" Dustin nodded. "Yes." You nodded. "And these Russians have kidnapped Robin and Steve?" Erica nodded. "Yeah." You nodded again. "This is like the tenth time I saved Steve's ass." You let out a huff. "let me get my bat."

"Robin? Can you hear me?" Robin gave you a big doe-eyed look, smiling slowly. "So fucking pretty." She mumbled, looking up at you from where you had her on the floor, trying desperately to get her to wake up or move or something. The guards couldn't be distracted forever. You flushed, but forrowed your brows, trying to (unsuccessfully) ignore that. "Robin can you stand?" She touched your face, gently grazing your cheek with her hand. You swallowed. "Is that a yes or...?" "Y/n?!" Your brother yelled from behind you, causing you to Jump. "Jesus! What?" He crept closer to you. "They've been drugged." You rolled your eyes. "really? You think." Robin giggled. "Funny and beautiful." Dustin gave her a confused look. "Is she talking about me?" Oh jeez.

As you said before, you had saved Steve at least ten times before. The two of you had known each other since that time at the Byers, when you were with Nancy and Jonathan and the lights kept flickering and a fucking demon from the pits of Hell came up from no where. Steve had decided to crash the party, which would pay off in the end, but not until you ended up almost getting your windpipe crushed into bits.

Both you and Jonathan held bats in your hands- although you had to admit that Jonathan's was much cooler (barbed spikes wrapped around it's too) and Nancy in between the two of you, with a loaded gun cocked in her hands. She kind of scared you, but also like "girlboss". Steve walked behind you, much to your dismay. The dude was definitely going to get you all killed because he kept freaking out.

Jonathan led the way into his living room, your heart beating in your ears. "Nice place." You swallowed. Then Steve started to lose it. Again. "This is crazy! This is crazy!" You gripped your bat. "I'm gonna hit him." Nancy gave you a look.

He grabbed the phone from their wall and began dialing, Nancy grabbing it from his hand and flinging it. You peered around the room, the feeling of unease you had only growing. They argued as you swept your surroundings, you vaguely hearing Nancy tell Steve that he had to leave. Then he was gone. Then the lights began to flicker.

The three of you stayed in the middle of the room. "Where is it?" Nancy whipped around and Jonathan raised his bat. "Come on you son of a bitch." You swallowed. "I don't think we should taunt it." Then the lights turned off, and it tackled Jonathan to the floor. As Nancy shot at it, you slammed your bat into it's flower like face.

That only pissed it off. It went after Nancy, who quickly shot at it until no bullets were left. Then as got close, you went at it from behind, hitting it over and over again. It's attention turned to you, before Steve jumped into the mix, grabbing Jonathan's forgotten bat and hitting it from it's other side.

The Demogorgon grabbed you by your throat, hoisting you up. Steve hit it at a particular angle, and it dropped you. You pulled the trap around it's ankle, and grabbed Steve as you choked. The four of you now stood at the end of the room, Nancy telling Jonathan to essentially light that mother fucker up like a fucking Roman candle on the fourth of July. Or something like that.

From that point on you and Steve were kind of like a package deal. One saving the other and so forth. Of course this was also the first time you fought or helped save Nancy and Jonathan (not like it'll be the last). "I'm, y/n by the way." You stretched out a sweaty palm. Steve, the king, took it in his. "Steve."

You, yourself had never really helped save Will or Mike. BUT you had helped them to escape, and to destroy your towns brand new and very shiny mall. Which as much as you wished you could say was an accomplishment because you helped destroy a bad guy- it made you sad. You actually liked that mall.

When you, Dustin, Steve, Lucas, and Max all got stuck in a junk yard surrounded by demodogs, it was literally up to you and Steve to get those kids out of there. They surrounded you two, Lucas doing his best to inform you both of their next moves. Once again, you and Steve would work side by side. "There's too many of them!" You called, after getting in a few good hits of some demodog. "We got to get these kids out of here!" Steve only yelled back.

By the end, when the five of you reached safety, Dustin jokingly asked if he should start calling the two of you mom and dad. "Please, god help us all if the hair ball over here decides he wants children." Steve glared at you. "Hey! I'll have you know that I'll be doing the hair industry a favor if and when I decide to have children."

You didn't think that you did much to help El. Like, the kid didn't need help, much less saving, from you especially. You were just a dnd player with a bat and sarcasm. But to El, you were a life saver. Not in the ways were you saved her from a mind flayer or Vecna. But in the ways that you took her hand and soothed her, braided her hair, painted her nails. If it weren't for you she would've been stuck around a bunch of smelly boys who were a lil too obsessed with dnd (you were just a lil better off). Can you imagine?

Y/n gives some relationship advice

(Steve, Billy, Eddie, and Robin did not receive any relationship advice because, as you would often so kindly point out to them, they are single.)

Dustin hasn't originally came to you for advice about Max, but you were there when he asked Steve. You were shocked, because what the fuck did Steve know about women? "Wait why are you asking him? What does he know about women?" Steve gave you a look. "I know plenty about women." You rolled your eyes. "aren't you single?" Dustin interjected. "Y/n, no offense but you've never dated anyone before. Also your my sister and I'd rather eat my foot off then talk to you about what women like so." You gasped. "I'm waiting to get into a relationship until I have my braces off, thank you very much! Also even if I've never had a boyfriend I still know what I'd want." Steve snorted. You gave him a sharp look. "Shut it, hair gel. Dustin, women like it when men are upfront and honest and confident and-" "blah, blah, blah. He's what you want to do." Steve cut you off. You shoved him, and he grabbed you, the two of you falling to the ground. When you landed, the two of you were meer inches from one another's face. Steve's breath quickened slightly and he gave you a soft look. You shoved him back down before hoping up. You wrapped an arm around Dustin. "Just be yourself. Who doesn't love Dustin Henderson?"

"Mike, Mike, Mike." You tutted, watching as El and Max walked away, having just seen the girl break up him. He rolled his eyes. "Not right now, Y/n can't you see I just got-" "your ass dumped?" You lifted a brow. Mike looked like he was about to cry, so you rolled your eyes and patted his back. "You may have brought this on yourself, but I think I know how you can fix this." Mike looked up at you hopefully. "Really?" You nodded. "it's called communication. Talk to her. It does wonders." Mike slumped and you patted his back, smiling at Lucas and Will as you left. Then you paused. "Wait, where's Dustin?"

Lucas was having Max problems. So, he went to the only person who knew who could help. "Lucas? What's up? Dnd isn't for another-" Dustin check his watch "22 hours?" Lucas nodded. He stood outside your house, and Dustin stood at the front door, standing between him and a happy relationship. "I know, Dustin. I'm here to see y/n." Dustin snorted. "Y/n? She'll be at dnd too?" Lucas rolled his eyes. "No, it's not about dnd, Dustin." Dustin frowned. "Is it about English? I can help you better than she can, shes terrible at writing essays." Lucas shook his head. "No, Dustin, I need-" You arrived behind your brother. "Hey Sinclair. Nice do." He took a breath of relief. "thanks. Can I talk to you." You shared a look with Dustin, before shaking your head. Dustin only rolled his eyes. Lucas found himself in your kitchen, allowing you to grab him a glass of water. "What can I help you with, ole buddy ole pal?" Lucas swallowed. "It's max. I think she's mad at me for joining the team." You frowned. "You think?" He sighed. "Okay, I know. She thinks that I'm going to ditch everyone but I only did it to-" he stopped. Lucas couldn't bring himself to admit it. You sat the glass of water down in front of him. Your shook your head knowingly. "The same thing happened to me. Not with Dustin, really, but...I understand. The best thing you can do, is to let Max know that you're still Lucas. You've told her why your playing, right?" Lucas shrugged. "Well, start there. It's best to be honest. You're a good boyfriend, and I know you love her. Everything will be okay, I promise." You smiled at him, and Lucas returned it. "Will you talk to her? She listens to you." You sighed. "I'll think about it." Lucas made a move to beg. "Fine! Fine, I'll talk to her but no promises." Lucas fist bumped the air. "Alright! Thanks y/n!" You rolled your eyes. "only 17 and yet I feel like I have six kids."

"Will, is everything okay?" Will jumped, before your voice fully registered in his head. "Oh, yeah, I was just..." He was alone, sitting outside your porch. It was a dnd night, so his appearance wasn't odd, but what was odd was the fact that he was outside when the party was inside. "Are you sure?" Will shrugged. You sat down beside him. "You know, being different shouldn't make you feel like you should exclude yourself. Everyone is different. There's nothing wrong with that." Will was silent. You nodded. "You, know, I'm different too." He slowly looked up. "yeah, me, y/n Henderson. And I'm okay with it. You should be too." Will meet your gaze. "do you think other people will-" you snorted. "I don't care about other people. Neither should you. The only person who matters to you, is you." He nodded. "You make it sound easy."

"But why does he lie?" El tucked her hands behind her legs. She sat on your bed watching as you made her a friendship bracelet. "He's scared. People lie when they're scared." El watched you work. "What is he scared of?" You added a green bead to the bracelet. "the truth. If he hasn't talked to you straightout, then there's something he doesn't want you to know." El was silent for a moment. "What do I do?" You paused. "well, if you've tried to talk to him about it and that didn't work, then if I were you, I'd probably..." Breaking up with Mike seemed rather harsh. But it would probably be the most effective. "Break up." El was silent again. "Here you go!" You took the now finished bracelet and slipped it on her wrist, smiling. "What do you think?" El, for the first time in a bit smiled a big tooth grin. "I love it!"

"let me ask you this, maximus, are you happy?" You took a drink of your milkshake. Max copied you, then nodded. "yeah. Until he does something stupid." You laughed. "okay, well, I think that the best thing for you to do, is just wait and see." You folded your hands underneath your chin. "wait and see?" Max have you an incredulous look. "Yes. I mean life is about the unknown and how you respond to the unknown. So just hang in there. If it doesn't work out and he changes or you change then-" you waved your hands. "You've seen. that's all you can do." Max nodded. "Well, well, if it isn't my sis and my y/n." Billy came waltzing up to your table. You rolled your eyes. "Don't you have a bed of a middle aged woman calling you somewhere?" You glared at your work partner, who's smile only seemed to grow from your comment. "No, I figure I could make time for a teenaged woman's bed for tonight." Max's face scrunched up in disgust. "Ew."

Nancy was teasing your hair, getting you all dolled up for winter formal. She was humming, and you were smiling because that girl had hands like a god. "This looks so good!" She smiled, "thank you." You clapped your hands. "So is Jonathan picking you up?" Nancy nodded. "How's that going?" She shrugged. Your smile faultered. "Oh no " she waved you off. "no, no, it's nothing like that it's just. You know. Hard. Sometimes." You cocked your head. Nancy sighed. "Sometimes it just feels like he doesn't listen." You nodded. "youve tried talking to him about this?" She rolled her eyes. "It's kind of heard when he doesn't listen." That was fair. "maybe you should force him to. Make him jealous or something." Nancy paused. "what do you mean?" You smiled, "well..."

Jonathan was watching bitterly from the sidelines as Nancy was dancing with some underclassmen. He shook his head. The nerve of these kids. He and Nancy were literally matching, how could they not tell that the two of them were an item? "Jonathan, what are you doing just standing over here in a corner?" He turned to see you. "hey, y/n." He looked down. "Shouldn't you be over there with. Nancy?" He only shrugged. "She's looks like she's having a good time." You tutted. "I don't see that, I don't see that at all. She looks like she wants to die." Jonathan looked up at Nancy. "I think you should go over there, and get that dude away from her. I mean she is your girl. I can't believe you haven't done it already." He frowned. "But she said yes when he asked her to dance?" You rolled her eyes. "You weren't listening, Jonathan. Nancy's nice so of course she said yes. That was your que to interject. 'no, she was actually going to dance with me.'" he looked at you. "you mean?" You nodded. "Go get your girl you big dork."

Y/n accidentally gives them a free show (they see her naked)

(the kids + Jonathan are excluded for obvious reasons)

Nancy saw you naked once and that one time being the time you were so drunk you couldn't stand. She helped you out of your clothes, and into pajamas. "Thanks Nan." You mumbled, however not letting her get anything done. She grunted as she tried to put pants on your cement like body. "no." One leg. "Problem." The other. Nancy fell into the bed, already exhausted.

Billy and you had worked together for a bit at the pool and in that time, he could never really tell how you felt about him. His charm hadn't really worked on you- he blamed Harrington for that though. He thought the two of you had a little thing going, but after bringing it up to his little goblin- I mean, his little sister, Max, he found that that was simply not true. There was no way you couldn't find him attractive though, so Billy was just plain befuddled. He whistled to himself, checking to make sure that all the showers were empty and ready to be cleaned. The pool had been closed for exactly an hour now, giving the good people at the city pool plenty of time to get there shit gone. It was his job to check everything out and then report back to you, so that you could begin the cleaning processes. The dude showers were empty, along with the lockers. So he began to head up front, when he heard your voice call from the women's showers. "BILLY! BILLY!" this was pre-demodog/spider/mind flayer, so Billy's first thought was that perhaps a man had gotten into the women's showers, so immediately he ran in there, no thoughts just charge. He ran right into you, wrapped up in a towel. This unfortunately caused your towel to drop, and Billy to get a mouth, I mean, eye full. He gasped. "Y/n, if you wanted-" you punched his shoulder, working to get your towel back on. "Billy what the fuck are you doing?" He smiled. "I heard you calling. Sounded like an alarm. I thought something was wrong." Billy gave you a sly look. You put your hands on your hips. "I was trying to tell you that the Shower in stall 2 is clogged. If there was an intruder I would've said, 'intruder!'." He smiled at you. "Next time we should probably coordinate our warning yells." You sighed. The two of you stood there for a while, your cheeks reds and Billy's body hot. Finally, you shoved him. "Shouldn't you be doing something. Get out of here so I can change." Billy gave you one more once over. "Yes ma'am." He turned, and you took a breath, trying to get some self control back. Who runs into the girls bathroom?

It was still warm from the summer, and you sat in Eddie's van, tracing one of his tattoos. "You know, I kind of want one." He raised a brow and smirked, his eyes teasing. "Little miss cheer captain wants a tattoo? Isn't that like sacrilege for you guys or something?" You shrugged. "Not if I get it where they can't see it." Eddie stopped smiling, red dusting his cheeks. "Like uh, your thigh or something?" You stopped and stared at him. "yeah because they totally can't see my thighs in a cheer uniform." You rolled your eyes and stood, Eddie quickly following pursuit. "I think I wanna get something like a D20 surrounded by flames. Or maybe a dice with the number 12 on it, because that's the level I'm on right now. What do you think?" Eddie handed you a joint, allowing you to bring it to your lips. He lit for you, catching your gaze. You took a drag, and blew, hitting him in the face. He smiled. "Hot." You nodded, handing him the joint. "Come with me?" Eddie doesn't think before he responds. He takes you to the place he got his, watching (with permission) as they give you the coolest d12 tattoo ever- right in between your boobs.

You giggled, dragging Robin past the gates of Hawkins city pool. It was 10pm, and you two were most certainly not supposed to be here. However what was the harm in a little late night fun? "Y/n, we're going to get in trouble." Robin said, although her smile made the serverity of her words diminish. "Not if we don't get caught." You laughed, tugging her along. When you made it to the water, you stripped off your shirt, shorts, socks, and shoes. "Come on, come on." You ushered Robin to hurry, only receiving a groan in response. Robin mimicked your actions, and within minutes the two of you were in the pool. "Oh my God, let me show you my dive!" You climbed out, fast walking (don't run) to the diving board. When you got in position you turned to where Robin was, watching you expectantly. "I learned this bad boy in Summer camp." You did your dive and it was fucking awesome. Robin clapped for you, but when you returned to the surface a clothing piece of your had gone missing. Robins face was bright red, and she hurried to grab it for you. You laughed good naturedly. "I know I'd get all tens of judges saw this." Robin shushed you, working like a lightning bolt to put your bra back on. "y/n, I love you, but please never do that in public." You bit your tongue. "Why? Are you the jealous type?"

Steve was actually looking for Dustin. He'd never been in the Henderson household before- at least not upstairs anyway, so him accidentally opening your door to your room instead of your brothers was purely an accident! Okay, so maybe he knew it was your room. He just wanted to see what y/n Henderson was really like. Steve had no clue that you'd be home (considering the fact that Dustin told him you weren't- because he didn't want Steve to try and hangout with you instead.) One second he's opening your door the next he's getting the full view of your curves and the way your silhouette has a halo of light that just glows around each edge of your body. He can't even try to cover up the fact that he's checking you out. Because Steve Harrington is literally getting dry mouth from the way your freshly washed hair sticks to your shoulders. Then, time speeds up because you turn, and when you do, he doesn't turn away fast enough. "Jesus, sorry!" your eyes widened in shock as Steve slams your door shut. "Sorry! I-" you slam it open, now wrapped up in a towel, eyes narrowed and furious. "Steven Harrington what the fuck is your-" You take in his form. A slow smile spreads to your lips.

Y/n in trouble!

You've been targeted by Vecna, and the group are all scared shitless, because if anything happens to you-

Eleven will literally die for you. You've done so much for her, you've protected her, you've stood up for her, and you were literally the first female influence she ever had in her life. When she found out that something had happened to you, and that Vecna was now after you- El lost her shit. Immediately she went to the group- she had been the first to find out.

Not only was she having to deal with shitty bullies and the reoccurring trauma of the number brigade, but now one of the most important people in her life may be killed. She's ready for fight tooth and nail for you.

Mike is worried. You're like a second sister to him, and even though you kind of terrify him- it terrifies him even more that something bad could happen to you. He was also worried because of the way the room completely changed. Everyone just stared at El as if she herself transformed into a Demogorgon.

Dustin hasn't felt fear like this before. Usually, it's always been you saving him, not the other way around. You have a plan for everything. Your his big sis, his best friend, and his partner in crime. The coldness that comes with your absence is being stabbed in the gut. "What do you mean...are you..." that was all the poor kid could get out. No plan, no words, no nothing. He was frozen.

When Lucas started playing basketball for Hawkins you were probably his only supporter. You rallied for him, and he realized that you had probably had a similar thing happen to you, when you became a cheerleader. So, you being in trouble made him mad, pissed actually. "Guys?" He cut through the silence. "We need to get help."

Will liked you a lot. You had been his friend for almost as long as Dustin had, and when Mike ditched dnd, no matter what you were doing you had always made time. While, you weren't Mike, your kindness still made him happy. Not to mention, you were the only person who told him happy birthday. You didn't deserve this. So, he nodded emphatically with Lucas. Then the room turned upside down (no pun intended), and everyone started losing their shit.

El was crying and fighting with Mike, who was so stressed he was turning mean, Dustin was yelling, Lucas was trying to get them to listen, and Will could only stand there, "um..guys..."

Max was ready to kick some ass. She adored you. Especially with how patient you were, how kick ass you were. She had told Lucas more times than she could count that she wanted to be just like you. Probably without all the Cheerleader stuff, though. "Guys, we have to save her!" Max had urged the group, who was practically splittering with your disappearance. They all paused, looking at Max as if they'd just now realized she was there. "Lucas is right, we need help. Come on."

Nancy wasn't sure she heard Dustin right. You? Y/n Henderson? In trouble? Taken by Vecna? She grit her teeth. "How?" The kids in front of her just gave a her a look, fear, sadness, despairation. That's when Nancy knew. She took a deep breath. "Let's get her back."

Jonathan grabbed his car, he and the boys stockpiling flashlights, ropes, music tapes, and all of the essentials. "Don't worry. We're going to get her back."

Steve practically crashed into the Wheeler house. "Where is she?" He was losing his mind. He loved- I mean, he cared about you a lot. "What happened?" He was pacing, hands on his head. "Steve." Nancy, tried to get his attention. "Steve " he kept pacing and mumbling incoherently, so Nancy grabbed him. "Steve!" He paused and she glanced at the kids, watching him. He understood then, nodding. "Alright, alright. Let's do this."

Robin kept wiping away stray tears when she was sure no one was looking. "Alright, so what's the plan?" Robin would be lying if she didn't have a thing for you- it seemed like everyone had a thing for you- but beyond that, you were like a best friend. She had been worried something like this would happen, the feeling of not being able to escape, of being trapped- maybe it had been right. They were never going to be free. "This place is going to Hell."

Erica was just there to mainly keep everyone in line. Of course, your disappearance was scary, but Erica was Erica, and if these bitches wanted to help you, then they would have to bitch up.

Dustin was the one who told Eddie. They needed his skill- a dnd master to help find another dnd master. Eddie at first thought that Dustin was fucking with him. "Yeah, alright sure Henderson-" Steve cut in. "He's not fucking around, Munson. We need your help." Eddie was INTO you, and the idea of some evil fallen wizard now having control of you, caused him to dig his rings into his skin. He remembered when he gave you one, and how surprised he was when your wore it to a game with your cheer outfit on. He swallowed.

Billy had accidentally found out about your disappearance. He had really tried to let go of what happened in the summer previous, but nope. Fucking Hawkins. "Where are you all out to in such a fucking hurry?" He snickered. Steve moved to get into his face, but Max caught him off. She new that Billy had a crush on you. "Y/n's gone."

Billy stopped. "what do you mean, y/n's gone?"

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A/n: hello again, I know this was probably confusing and probably rushed, but I had the idea and had to get it out of my head. Comments and criticism are welcomed! Remember requests are also opened! Happy reading!

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e-munson666 · 2 years

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I kind of imagine billy as a very very dom guy (especially dark billy) with sadistic kinks, here's some head cannons of mine before I start the request lol.

VERY BIG SADIST LIKE WTF 💀💀 I imagine that he'd purposely pinch you at times just to see you flinch and hiss. He is also a bit of a masochist himself, enjoying paint mixed with pleasure (though he doesn't like it when you hurt him with no sexual intent)

He uses nicknames like 'bunny' and 'kitten' or sometimes even 'baby bunny'

Okay now that that's out of the way- here is the actual request- Dark billy x female reader smut (duh) where pretty much he dubcons his childhood friend after finding out she had moved to Hawkins.

As soon as they introduce themselves to eachother again he begins to act, odd? The reader doesn't think much of it though, letting him lead her to his house were he does smutty things lol

Some lines you could use

"Awe.. baby bunny, don't you enjoy it when I pinch you?"

"Kitten.. I know you like it"

Ik it's vauge but I like to give you room to add what you think would fit :) ily, have fun!

This is my first attempt at Billy.

He's out of my realm, but I love this reader so I'm gonna do my best! ❤

18+ dubcon, dark themes, mean!dom!Billy. Let's just say reader is named Kat in lou of y/n

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

Last week, Billy Hargrove got the surprise of his life. His childhood friend, his first real crush, had moved to Hawkins. Billy knew it was fate, especially when he laid his eyes on you in the hall, seeing what a beautiful young woman you were growing into.

You were being ogled by a bunch of other guys already, something Billy took notice of, and immediately disapproved of. Especially when one of those guys was Steve fucking Harrington, there's no way he was going to lose out to the former king of Hawkins high.

Billy started following you around school, always showing up when Steve would start talking to you, putting an arm around you and leading you away. "Hey kitty Kat" he would say winking down at you as he walked you in the opposite direction.

"Bbbbiiillllyyyy" you would whine, hating that he brought back his old nickname for you. It made you blush now, it gave you a feeling you weren't used to having for your old friend.

"Awe kitten don't be shy" Billy teased, pinching your cheek and watching you wince. He got a weird kick out seeing you squirm, loving it when he would get a reaction from his pinches or slaps.

They were almost constant, any time you interacted with Billy he was pinching you until you cried, or he'd harshly slap your ass or thigh, chuckling as you whined before him.

The rumors started pretty quickly, that Billy Hargrove swooped in and snagged the new girl already, (he may have started that in the locker room) but you didn't know that, not until you chased Steve down after school, wanting to hangout.

"Steve" you called, seeing him stop and turn towards you, a weary smile on his face.

"Hey Kitty" Steve joked, also one to enjoy giving you silly nicknames.

"Steve, do you want to hangout for a bit?" You boldy ask, noticing the confused look that spread across his face.

"Won't Billy be upset?"

"What? Why does it matter what Billy thinks?" You raise your eyebrow at Steve as you spoke.

"Oh uh, he was telling some guys in the locker room that he had locked you down" Steve responded searching your face.

You let out an audible laugh, looking up at Steve, "that is so not whats happening, we've just known each other since we were kids, nothing is going on there I promise" you say, looping your arm into his, smiling up at him.

"Oh, well in that case Kitty, I would love to hangout. Let's go get some food yeah?" Steve asked, giddy with excitement. He placed a kiss to your forehead as he led you to his car.. He was so happy to hear that you were still on the market, because Steve had it bad for you.

Billy had watched your little interaction with Steve, and watched as that fucker Harrington kissed your head. Billy knew it was time to step it up a notch, time to put you in your place. Under him, submitting to him, crying for him.......and ONLY him.

Billy decided to wait at your house, your Father not hesitating to let Billy in, excited for the opportunity to catch up with the young man. He told your father he wanted to surprise you, so your dad led him to your bedroom, wishing him luck as he left the house to go to the pub.

You had a wonderful time with Steve, getting food from Benny's, sharing a milkshake, and holding hands. He dropped you off at your house, walking you to the front door before saying goodnight. He leaned in for a cheek kiss when you quickly turned your face to crash your lips onto his.

"I'll see you tomorrow at school Stevie, okay?" You coo, twirling a piece of his hair. "Of course Kitty, I'll wait for you by your locker before the first bell" he responds, kissing you once more before retreating to his car. You shut the front door behind you, giddy and smiling from your time with Steve.

You called out for your dad, figuring he was out when you didn't get a response. You made your way to your bedroom, not bothering to check your surroundings as you started to undress. You were down to your bra and skirt, when you felt a presence, felt eyes on you. You quickly glanced up into the large mirror on your closet door.

In the reflection you saw him, Billy, with an angry look on his face, perched on the corner of your bed.

"Hey kitty Kat" Billy chuckles as you spin around, loving the scared look on your face, "surprised to see me?"

He quickly stood from the bed and made his way over to you, still frozen in your place. He wrapped one arm around your waist and harshly pulled you into him, using his other hand to trace up and down the strap of your bra.

"I saw you leave school with Harrington Kitten" "tisk.....now we can't have that" he states, pinching your side so hard you squeal.

"Billy....what.....why are you here?" You manage to get out, trying to shove him away, only to be met with a harsh slap to the face.

You looked up at him with watery eyes, cheek burning and red from his heavy hand. "Oh whats the matter little kitty? You didn't like that?" He teases, snaking his hands to the backs of your thighs, squeezing them tight before lifting you up into his arms, laughing as you struggle to get away.

"Calm down Kitten, stop wiggling around so much, I said STOP" Billy tosses you down on the bed, grabbing your tiny wrists with one large hand and flinging them up over your head.

He kicked your legs apart with his knee, sliding into the space between your thighs. You looked up at him, tears welling in your eyes, a large red outline from where Billy slapped you.

"So pretty like this kitten" he says, taking his free hand and cupping your chin. He leaned down to place a harsh kiss to your lips, feeling you once again struggle under him.

"You can squirm all you want little kitty, I can feel how wet you are on my leg"

"Billy, please" you beg, not knowing for what, but you bucking your hips into Billy's leg gave him all the signal he needed.

He went to work un buttoning his pants, sliding them down along with his boxers, before taking the tiny fabric of your panties in his hand and ripping them clean off your body.

You squirmed more when you felt the weight of Billy's tip at your entrance, knowing this was going to hurt.

"Stay still kitten, or this will hurt a lot worse" he laughs, slamming himself inside of you. You let out a loud, pained cry, music to Billy's ears.

"Too big.....too much.....please no Billy" you whine, feeling your body being split in half. You had been with one other guy before, but it was disappointing and you could barely feel him in there. This was different, this was painful, throbbing, you were sure your insides were tearing around him.

Billy just chuckled at you, starting to thrust into your rough and deep. You moaned and whined under him, repeating it was too much as he continued to slam into you.

"Its too much? Hmm baby? Daddys cock too big for his little baby?" He whispered in your ear, grinning at the moans that left your mouth as he fucked you into the mattress.

"Thats right kitten, you like this don't you, like daddy's cock splitting your tiny little body in half?" You moan again, arching your back at his words.

Billy slapped your already red cheek, looking at your teary face. "Words kitten, I want to hear you SAY it" he demands, grabbing your throat as he kept up his pace.

"Yes Billy, I like it" you cry out, feeling your orgasm coming close.

Slap. "No no my little slut, that's not what you call me now" slap "say it" he slams into you, deeper than he has gone before.

You let out a pained cry, body starting to shake as your climax came to a peak, "fuck, yes, yes daddy, I love your cock" you whimper, clenching around him as he fucks your through your orgasm.

Sensitive, and sore, you whine as he continues his pace, trying to squirm away as he chased his own release.

"No, little slut, you aren't going anywhere until I'm done with you" Billy says, finally unpinning your wrists with his one hand and taking the other from your throat to grab your hips and keep you still.

By the time Billy filled you up you were a writhing, crying mess below him, crying his name out in both pain and pleasure, and he was eating it up. When he finally pulled out, he looked over at you as he dressed himself, knowing he did enough to abuse your body to the point of exhaustion.

He left the room long enough to grab a towel to clean you up with, placing little kisses all over you as he helped get some pj's on, before getting into bed with you and pulling you into his chest.

You hummed as Billy stroked your hair, eyes drooping, waiting for sleep. "I meant it you know" he said as you dosed off, "you're all mine now babygirl" he laughed as he watched you attempt to lift your head up at him, before sleep completely took over.

Now Billy just has to deal with that fucking Harrington kid, and he'll have you all to himself.

#fanfic #stranger things #billy hargrove #dark billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #billy hargove imagine #billy harringrove #steve the hair harrington #king steve #send me asks #asks and replies #character asks

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sinfulserpents · 2 years

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Wish you well

Billy Hargrove x reader

warnings: s4 spoilers! violence, the upside down (usual stranger things shit), angst, mentions of billy :"(((

summary: struggling with Billy's death, you try to come to terms with the fact that the Upside Down still haunts you - this time, in worse ways.

a/n: i’m still not dealing with billy’s death well so this is what comes out of it. Also this doesn’t follow the cannon timeline of season 4 for creative purposes, pls don’t attack me.

You struggled the most in the Spring.

While everyone seemed to move on, your days stood at a still. You weren’t sure how it almost meant nothing to anyone else, you felt almost angry that everyone who pretended to be his friends didn’t even come to his funeral.

The weather was gloomy, the sky dark and threatening to rain as you stood around his open grave. You didn’t move from where you were standing, eyes locked on the figure of Neil Hargrove who was sobbing - you hated him. Billy hated him.

You listened as he spluttered some speech about how life wouldn’t be the same without his son and how a parent is never supposed to outlive their child knowing it was all a bunch of bullshit. He never loved Billy, you thought.

When it was your turn to speak you couldn’t move, your feet felt heavy - like they were being stuck to the ground in cement. Tears clouded your eyes and your throat felt like your heart was stuck in it.

“I-” you began, cutting yourself off with a dry swallow. “I love you Billy with my whole heart, and now my heart that felt full just feels like a burden. You once told me that you never felt love from anyone else but your mum - that I was the first to show it to you since she left. But the truth is I had never felt a love like yours, B.”

Gentle tears slid down your cheeks as you felt a soft hand grasp your own, your eyes meeting Max’s. Comfort and support from the younger girl warmed your chest and you took a deep breath.

“I’ll miss you every day for the rest of my life.”

---

You see him, for the first time, in Summer.

He wasn’t real, you knew that. A figure of your imagination as your brain struggled to come to terms with the fact that he wasn’t laying beside you.

He wasn’t there, but your dream felt so real.

“Billy,” you croaked out, sighting his figure in the distance. “Billy!”

You watched as he turned to you, his figure seeming stiff before his arm outreached for you - pointing.

“You killed me.” His voice echoed, causing you to frown.

“What?”

Your voice was weak and you jumped when he appeared behind you, his lips pressed against your ear.

“You killed me, Y/N.”

You began to shake your head, spinning around to face him. He looked exactly the same as the night you lost him, his white shirt covered in black goo and crimson red blood - eyes blood shot as black veins creeped up and down his skin.

“I didn’t kill you, Billy.” You spluttered, taking a couple of slow steps back. “Don’t you remember?”

“You didn’t stop it! You watched as it killed me!”

“Billy, stop!”

You steps backward got more rushed as he began stalking towards you. His steps echoed loud in your ears, before his hands grabbed you by the neck.

“I bet you were glad,” he snarled, as your hands began to claw at his arms - lungs desperate to get a breath. “Glad that I was finally gone and you didn’t have to deal with me anymore.”

“No, B. I love you.” You wheezed.

The last thing you saw was his eyes turn black before you woke up from the nightmare with a gasp. Your hands desperately clawed at your neck in a panic, before reality set in and you realised what had happened.

He felt so real.

---

Things started to pick up again in Autumn.

You thought killing the Mind Flayer had ended the horrors of the Upside Down, but when Steve Harrington and his band of misfit children basically knocked your door down you could only heave a sigh before picking up your crowbar and following them to the car.

“So this creature has killed two people and everyone thinks this kid-”

You were cut off by Dustin. “Eddie.”

“Right, yeah. Eddie, killed the cheerleader so now a bunch of basketball playing assholes are hunting him down instead of letting the police do their job?”

Your questioning was met with unanimous agreements, your head turning towards Max who was crammed against the car door, her headphones glued to her ears as she stared out the windows. You hadn’t seen her since Billy’s funeral, but by the state of her you could tell she was barely coping like yourself.

“And this creature,” you continued, turning back towards the others. “It tried to attack Max?”

“Vecna. He gave her nightmares for a week before trying to kill her,” Dustin exclaimed. “Robin and Nancy figured out that you could be pulled back from his spell with music.”

Your heart sank at the mention of nightmares, your mind going back to the same one you had for weeks.

“Guys,” you sighed. “I’ve been having nightmares recently.”

The car went silent at your revelation, all eyes meeting yours - even Steve’s who was looking at you through the mirror.

“They’re probably nothing though-”

You were once again cut off by Dustin who abruptly turned around in his seat. However, you knew what you said was extremely bad by the fact that Max had began paying attention. Before Dustin could get out a single word, Max had spoken up.

“About what?” She questioned, eyes full of concern. You only shook your head.

“It doesn’t matter. They’re nothing. I’ve had them for months now and nothings happened, Dustin said that its seven days after experiencing them that Vecna tries to kill you. I should be in the clear,” you determined. “Right?”

Nobody seemed to believe a single word you were saying.

“Y/N,” Max brought your attention back to her. “What are they about?”

With a sigh, you began to fiddle with your fingers. “Billy. They’re about Billy.”

---

You were thrust fully back into the world of the Upside Down in Winter.

The kids were correct in thinking that you were being targeted by Vecna and his spells. In fact, they were so correct that Vecna seemed to make it his personal mission to try to get to you more than once.

Your hand gripped Robin’s as you watched Steve and Nancy try communicate with the kids through lights - just as Will had done when he got stuck in the Upside Down. The ground shook under your feet, and your heartrate was so fast you thought you might pass out.

You couldn’t help but almost feel useless as they figured out that there were other portals to the dangerous world - one of them being in Eddie’s trailer.

He was nice, you had decided. A little weird, and definitely knew more about D&D than an adult should, but overall, nice. Dustin vouched nothing but good things about the guy, so it was safe to say that he lived up to your expectations.

However, it didn’t stop the sting in your heart when you noticed just how similar he was to Billy. From the leather jacket, to the way he was constantly worried about his mane of curly hair - it almost gave you whiplash. Which is why you barely spoke to the poor guy.

That didn’t stop him from trying to talk to you.

“Hey, I know I’m not the smartest of the group,” Eddie chimed up before pointing to the four bikes left in the Wheelers garage. “But there’s only four bikes and five of us.”

“That’s okay,” Steve chimed up, looking towards Nancy who was dusting off the seat of her bike. “Nancy can ride on the back of mine.”

You were quick to shake your head, awkwardly scratching your head - a nervous habit.

“I - uh. I don’t know how to ride a bike.”

The group went silent, and Robin offered you a bashful smile before she punched Eddie in the arm.

“You can hop on the back of mine,” he suggested, shooting Robin a side-eye. “If that’s okay with you.”

Nodding, you tried to ignore the deflated look in Steve’s eyes - knowing that he would have to deal with his obvious Nancy pining some other time, as you stood on the pegs attached to Mike’s bike wheels and wrapped your arms around Eddie's shoulders.

"Hang on tight, I haven't done this in a while."

His words didn't fill you with confidence as he began to pedal, but nevertheless you tightened your grip a tiny bit more. You tried not to shudder at the sounds of the Upside Down bats that Robin thought had rabies.

Maybe not rabies, but definitely some other diseases, you thought to yourself.

It didn't take long to reach Eddie's trailer, so long as you didn't count the five times Steve almost crashed his bike because he was too busy staring at Nancy.

You couldn't help the smile that grew on your face when you entered and saw that Dustin was right, there on the ceiling of Eddie Munson's trailer was another gate to the Upside Down.

"Hey!" Dustin waved, from above you causing Robin to let out an 'that's trippy'.

You didn't question Dustin when he threw a rope of tied up pillow cases through the gate, watching in awe as it just hung there in-between the two worlds. Robin tugged on the roped before giving everyone a salute - beginning to climb the rope.

You watched with wide eyes when she reached the top of the Upside Down world and crashed down onto the mattress the kids had lined up under the gate. Eddie only chuckled before volunteering to go next.

Before you could even reach the rope, your entire body froze - the air around you seemed to get colder and more silent, before footsteps began echoing in the distance.

“Y/N!” You barely had time to react to the sound of your name, being thrown against the ground by an invisible force.

Your eyes shut at the pain the shot up the back of your head, teeth grinding together - the air knocked out of your lungs. You sputtered and coughed, trying to regain your sense of reality.

“You could’ve saved me.” Billy.

You kept your eyes glued shut, not willing yourself strong enough to open them - your voice coming out strong as you spoke.

“You won’t get me this time, Vecna. Stop trying to use my dead boyfriend to break me.”

Silence filled the air before you felt slime creep up your face, a sticky finger sliding down your cheek.

“Oh but Y/N, I don’t have to break you. You’re already there, aren’t you?”

Taking a deep breath you tried to ignore his words, knowing that while they were true - you had to focus to get yourself out of this predicament.

“Billy would never say those things,” you spat, finally opening your eyes to look at the monster above you. “He loved me too much. He knew I tried to save him. You will never know what that feels like.”

With all the might in your body, you forced yourself to push him away - beginning to run in the opposite direction where you could see a bright light in the distance. Your Converse slid against the grime on the ground - almost losing your footing once or twice but you persevered, even with Vecna sending images of Billy after you.

It seemed like an eternity before you reached the light, pushing yourself through it only to be caught by the gentle arms of Steve who had tied you to his back with his jacket as he climbed the rope. The both of you laid on the mattress as you began to sob - hands desperately gripping onto Steve as if you were making sure it was really him.

You knew that wasn’t the end - that Vecna would keep trying to come after you until he got what he wanted. But you were just glad to be safe, even if it wasn’t for long.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove fanfic #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove imagines #billy hargrove drabble #billy hargrove headcannon #stranger things #stranger things imagines #stranger things headcannon #stranger things drabble #stranger things fanfic #stranger things season 4 #stranger things billy

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billyharringson · 2 months

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I swear I always end up with these weird thoughts trains when I'm trying to go to sleep, but I was thinking of fic ideas as I'm want to do late at night and I realised something.

It's one of those odd things when you write a lot of fanfic including the same character, you start to develop your own unspoken 'cannons' about them. Ones you know are just head cannon but you personally write/imagine them so much that your own version of that character becomes their own thing.

If that makes any sense.

For example: my Billy Hargrove (regardless of whether it's stated in the fic or not) owns heart shaped sunglasses. It's a thing that's happened in enough of my fics that I just accept it as something that he has regardless of the AU etc.

And so on this note, I was thinking about why I always write bottom Billy (because I like to overthink things) and I realised something.

It's not that I write bottom Billy, it's that my Billy Hargrove is genuinely and deeply uncomfortable when it comes to the thought of sticking his dick in something. (Bear with me).

I've written this as explicit in a couple of fics. 'Itch' being the most overt I think, but the more I thought about it the more I realised that subconsciously I've been writing that in most fics.

It's not just penetrative sex. I think I've written maybe one scene where Billy has had his dick sucked. Whenever I write Billy receiving oral it's in the form of rimming because it just doesn't occur to me that a blow job would be something he'd enjoy (receiving that is, I've written plenty of him enthusiastically giving them).

And I almost always have him coming untouched, or getting off using a pillow. He very rarely uses his hand, and his partners very rarely touch him there as well for any length of time.

I'm not sure what the point of this was other than it being a revelation that I found interesting, and now I'm curious to know what other 'unspoken' character traits you guys have for a specific character.

#billy hargrove #headcannon #character thoughts #fanfic

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ihatethis1234 · 1 year

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༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑇𝑜 𝐾𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑀𝑒♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

You can call me kai, vex or vexian, Kurt my pronouns are he/him, I'm a trans gay guy, my favorite song is in-a-gadda-da-vida by Iron Butterfly my favorite animal is a raccoons I'm a fan of ghost, rammenstien, queen, pink Floyd, the beatles, rob Zombie, alice cooper, misfits, bon jovi, mindless self indulgence, insane clown posse, and system of a down.

My favorite movies include, black christmas, Halloween, friday the 13th, house of a thousand corpses, scream, the boy, and Texas chainsaw massacre 1 and 2.

I am local to the Ohio area so my time zone is est/ eastern Standard time.

My favorite characters are choptop Sawyer, Bubba Sawyer, nubbins sawyer, micheal myers, Jason Voorhees, Billy lenz, Billy Loomis, and brahms heelshire.

My Spotify is 𝓥𝓮𝔁𝓲𝓪𝓷 you can copy it and search it in Spotify

I'm a Satanist

I am learning to speak german

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑀��𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑡♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

~{Charaters}~

Alejandro -Cod

Argyle - Stranger Things

Billy Hargrove -Stranger Things

Billy Lenz -Black Christmas

Billy Loomis -Scream

Bo Sinclair - house of wax

Brahms Heelshire -The Boy

Bubba sawyer-Texas chainsaw massacre

Captain Spaulding-House Of A Thousand Corpses

ChopTop Sawyer-Texas chainsaw massacre 2

Corey Cunningham-Halloween Ends

Drayton Sawyer -Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Eddie Munson - Stranger Things

Gaz -Cod

Geralt - The Witcher

Ghost - Cod

Harry Warden - My Bloody Valentine

Jack in the box mascot - it obvious where he's from.

Jareth The Goblin King - Labyrinth

Jason Voorhees -Friday The 13Th

Jhon Price -Cod

könig -Cod

Lester -house of wax

Micheal Myers -Halloween

Nubbins Sawyer -Texas Chainsaw

Massacre

Otis Driftwood -House Of A Thousand Corpses

Secoundo - Ghost

Steve Harrington - Stranger Things

Thomas Hewitt -Texas Chainsaw

Massacre The Beginning

Vincent Sinclair - house of wax

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ 𝑅𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝐺𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

. Smut

. Fluff

. Angst

. Comfort

. Horror

{Smut dos}

. The characters on the list above

. Slow build

. Porn with plot

. Sub reader

. Survice Sub reader

. Male reader

. Cis male reader

. Trans male reader (ftm)

{Kinks i absolutely write for}

. Blood kinks

. BDSM

. Bondage

. Choking

. Overstim

. Edging

. Anything rough (minus rape)

. Body worship

. Sex to music (idk what it's called)

. Foreplay

. Knife play (non traumatic)

. Gun play (non traumatic)

. Size kink

. Masochic

. Sadistic

. Crying (non forced way)

. Mutual masturbation

. Soft sex

. Soft Dom characters allowed

. After care

. No after cares allowed to

. NSFW ABCs

. Headcanons

{Smut mabeys}

. Forced (as long as content I'd giving at some point)

. Stalking

(unless it's a slasher that does that)

{Smut donts}

. Piss kinks

. Fences kinks

. Feet kinks

. Pedophila

. pro ships

. Charater x character

. Necrophilia

. Death kinks

. Gun play (traumatic)

. Knife play (traumatic)

. Female reader

. Dom reader

. Asking me to write with a character that isn't on the list (goes for all) unless I reply say I will once I watch the series.

. Rape

. Pet play (it makes me uncomfy)

(You can ask me if I will write for a character tho if it's not on the list)

{Fluff/ comfort dos}

. Mental break down comfort

. Cuddling

. Dysphoria comfort

. Motivational

. Nightmare comfort

. After care fic

. Soft head cannons

{Angst dos}

. Readers death (reaction)

. Character death

. Injured

. Fainted

. Arguments

(That's all I can think of rn)

{Horror fics dos}

. Slasher character

. Yandere

. Murder

. Gore

. Kidnapping

. Death

. Killer reader

. Taunting

. Stalking

. 16-30 year old reader (if the reader is 16 there will probably not be smut unless it's like stu or somthing)

. Killer couple

. Ghost reader

I will writer for NonBinary reader 𝑏𝑢𝑡 it may take longer if requested.

Under no circumstances will a write for a female reader I will write ftm but not female

Also all female allied that have a fetish for gay relationships or reader yaoi may NOT interact with my posts you will be blocked.

Also

DO NOT ASK ME TO WRITE SMUT FOR MINORS!!

-Vexian❤️‍🔥

(Will add new characters as I watch more movies and shows)

#master list #michael myers x male reader #stu matcher #billy loomis #requests #slashers #stranger things

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clamberclogs · 2 years

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The Hargrove move

I've been thinking about this a lot. Generally, I subscribe to the theory that Neil moved the family to Hawkins because Max either accidentally outed Billy, or, accidentally told Neil about Billy and a boy, and Neil moved them as punishment/to exert control. But...then I got thinking about big picture Neil as an abuser.

Imagine you're Susan. You're a waitress in a little greasy spoon cafe, raising your daughter, dealing with being a single parent, and this guy starts coming in, your age, and he's kind of attractive. He always gets a coffee, and he leaves a good tip. He starts chatting you up, and its kind of nice, because it feels like a long time since someone looked at you like a woman, someone who wasn't a creep, trying to stare down your dress while you refilled their coffee. Eventually, he invites you out on a date, you sit at a nice restaurant by the ocean with a tablecloth and silverware and you don't need to worry about Max, or the bill, and it's lovely. And you're so worried to spoil it, to tell him you have a kid, because this going so well, but when you do tell him he's thrilled. He tells you loves girls, and he has a son too, and he always wanted two. It just goes so well. His son is so well behaved, and he even helps Max fix a squeaky wheel on her skateboard. You all go out for dinner together and you’re so happy, you buy burgers and fries, and you spit a milkshake with Max. You can see people smiling at your table, at your happy family. And the sex is good.

When your car starts making a funny noise, Neil tells you it's no good, and he sells it for you. You needs a loan to get a new car, and you aren’t exactly a reassuring prospect, so Neil puts you on his accounts, and cosigns with you, which is amazing. And then he's getting down on one knee, on the beach where you had your first date. You get married at the courthouse, because you both had white weddings. Max gets a new blue dress, and Billy wears a suit. He has a black eye, because he's a boy and he got into a fight, but you helps him put a little bit of makeup on it and a secretary offers to take pictures on the courthouse steps.

Then you all move in together. Neil has a bigger house, so you and Max move there. Neil helps Max paint a wall to make it feel more like hers. Neil is very strict with Billy. They have hushed discussions out in the garage, "father-son time." Neil is great with Max. The sex is still very good.

Neil loves your cooking, he suggests you quit waitressing at the diner, and then you can have more time for a book club, for Max, and for the house. You’re a busy mother of two now. Neil's house is in a different neighborhood so you see your friends less. Neil has a lot of rules, more for Billy, but some for you and for Max. He stresses manners, and, Billy is such a polite boy, so Neil can't be wrong. Neil offers to adopt Max, he always wanted two. You agree, after all, you want them to be a family too.

Over dinner, Neil tells you that he’s moving the family to Hawkins, Indiana. Billy knocks his chair over and storms off. Neil doesn't go after him, but, laying in bed at night, alone, you can see a light in the garage. Neil comes to bed angry with bloodied knuckles. The drive to Indiana is silent.

The first time you see Neil hit Billy you almost can't believe it, except that you can.

Billy snarls at you when you tries to help him up. He yells at Max and she yells right back.

You’re sitting alone at the dining room table, Neil's table, in Neil's house that you shares with Neil's kids. You’re in Hawkins Indiana. Even if you knew what to say, you don’t have a single friend to call.

You’re totally alone.

#billy hargrove #stranger things #stranger things meta #susan hargrove #neil hargrove #billy deserved better #stranger things head cannon #billy hargrove headcanon

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shieldofiron · 7 months

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Have you ever heard of Damien Lenore!?!?

He’s a burlesque dancer that gives off major Billy vibes-

Major head cannon rn is dancer!billy who ran away from Hawkins once he turned 18 and becam a burlesque dancer in cali.

Zoom ahead like six years or something and Steve is a businessman for his dads company (or whatever) and is kinda forced/cajoled into going into a club with his coworkers for his birthday.

Who’s the headliner for the night? Low and behold: Billy Fucking Hargrove all trussed up in feathers and a leather corset.

Steve just lost his damn mind.

Please tell me you’ve read my Stripper Billy fic with @discodeviant because this is EVERYTHING TO ME! Please it’s him you found my boy!

Also I wanna yes and you but I don’t think steve would have any problem going to a club. He’s 20 he should be in the club.

#asks #Vegas baby #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #so true

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4rlbym · 2 years

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— STRANGER THINGS MASTERLIST ☆

warnings : nsfw content

: ̗̀➛ STEVE HARRINGTON

Drunk - Steve Harrington x F!Reader (NSFW)

Just a lil nsfw head cannon about everyone's favorite babysitter.

: ̗̀➛ PETER BALLARD (001)

Sub!Peter Ballard x F!Reader Drabble (NSFW)

subby peter begging you to let him fuck you.

Nightmare Peter Ballard x F!Reader

Peter comforting you after a nightmare you had that night

: ̗̀➛ EDDIE MUNSON

Jealous Headcanons Eddie Munson x F!Reader

just a few silly jealous eddie munson headcanons

: ̗̀➛ JONATHAN BYERS

coming soon

: ̗̀➛ BILLY HARGROVE

coming soon

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xoxoavenger · 2 years

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Only A Kiss

pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader (also Henderson!Reader but it is made clear that the reader is either adopted or step, so it is friendly for all fem readers!)

summary: It was only a kiss. One stupid kiss that caused Y/N to fall head over heels for Billy Hargrove. Too bad he didn’t love her back, and the only way to cure the flowers growing in her lungs was to forget about him.

word count: 3621

warnings: mentions of sex, billy is a dick but not as bad as cannon, angst, mentions of death/death

main masterlist series masterlist want to be on the taglist?

Billy Hargrove was the absolute worst.

He was mean to his sister. He fucked girls like it was his job, and then left before she had even come down. And the one time he didn't leave, the one time he actually spent the night at some one's house and gave her a kiss goodbye in the morning before going to the pool, of course she caught feelings. A small, single kiss that started it all.

"I'll see you tonight?" He muttered against her lips, halfway holding himself over her still naked body.

"Tonight?" She muttered, rubbing an eye as Billy's lips travelled over her cheek and then down her neck.

"Yeah. Maybe I'll bring back some food, pick up a movie on my way home," He smiled against her collar bone moving his body more on top of her as she sighed, her hands going to his shoulders. "But we won't finish the movie," He teased, and Y/N dug her fingers into his shoulder blades as she felt heat begin to pool in her stomach.

"My place?" She muttered, causing Billy to chuckle against her skin, leaning up to look into her eyes.

"Well, we don't want my little sister walking in, do we?" He smirked and she leaned up again to kiss him once more.

"Just my little brother," Y/N sighed, watching Billy roll his eyes.

"Tell him to go to his friends. I'm sure he won't mind." He kissed her quickly. "I do have to go," He sighed as he parted, moving to get off of her.

"Maybe we should have Max over for dinner some time. Dustin could come too," Y/N suggested as she turned on her side to watch Billy check himself out in her vanity mirror.

"No," He said shortly before he leaned over for another kiss, grabbed his wallet, and waltzed out the door. Little did he know, he took her heart with him.

It started that day. Practically as soon as he left, Y/N began coughing up a storm. Her lungs constricted with each cough, making her think at first that she was sick. It was probably nothing.

She realized that night when he had come back, her favorite take out in one hand, as she held back the urge to tell him she loved him.

"What's with that face? I didn't get your favorite food wrong, did I?" He asked with a smile, one Y/N wished she could hate him somehow. She knew she wasn't that lucky, however, as her chest tickled with the urge to cough. She hid it from him, smiling back as wide as she could manage.

"It's perfect." She told him, grabbing the bag and bringing it to her kitchen. Dustin had complained when Y/N told him to go to Mike's, pulling a 'you're not in charge' in a way that always hurt her, because she may not look like Dustin but she was still his sister. When she looked dejected and upset he apologized, knowing he had taken it too far and agreed to leave Y/N and Billy the house, since their mother was gone for the week.

"I'm glad," Billy leaned in for a kiss as Y/N reached for the plates, and she quickly moved her outstretched arm to his side to pull him closer. He put a hand behind her head to deepen the kiss, and if she didn't feel tightening in her chest she would have thought that Billy returned her feelings. The fact that he had stayed with her this long, that he hadn't moved onto another girl confused her, but she held out hope that maybe, just maybe, she would be the one to break Billy Hargrove, to make him stay.

She would be the one to show him that it wasn't only a kiss.

As time went on and she continued to 'see' Billy (it was never called dating, because Billy never technically asked her on dates and they definitely weren't 'official') she got closer to Max, as almost every time they would 'hang out' at Billy's his younger sister was there.

"Hey," Y/N said as she peeled herself from the doorframe she was leaning on as she waited for someone to come let her in. Max had been the one to open the door this time, and she smiled when she saw the older girl.

"Y/N!" Max hugged her, making her smile as she hugged back. "I'm so glad you're here. He's in a terrible mood." She whispered the last part, and Y/N sighed, knowing that when Billy got in his moods it was difficult to deal with him.

"I don't know-" Y/N paused, coughing a bit. The attacks had gotten worse, and she occasionally threw up flowers, which wasn't great.

"Are you okay?" Max put a hand on Y/N's shoulder, trying to comfort her. "Billy! Your girlfriend is here!" Max eventually yelled out when Y/N finished her fit.

"Alright, alright," Billy said as he walked out. He never corrected Max when she called Y/N his girlfriend, but they both knew that she wasn't actually his girlfriend. Right now, she was just a glorified fuck buddy.

Her lungs constricted at the thought as her heart practically stopped beating for a second.

"I thought we could go to the park today? Maybe have a picnic?" She asked as soon as she got her breathing under control and Max had retreated to her bedroom. Billy came to the doorway as Y/N stepped in, his hands going to her waist to pull her close with a devious smirk.

"The park, hm?" He was looking straight at her lips, and she let him kiss her quickly before pulling back only slightly, their lips still touching.

Every time they kissed, it felt like a poison that tasted good. She never wanted to stop, but it was killing her. She was sure every other person with Hanahaki Disease didn't have to deal with the pain of actually having the person they loved but not being loved in return.

"I packed sandwiches and a couple sodas and," Y/N was cut off by Billy's lips, making her smile. "And I mad chocolate covered strawberries." She finished, a hand going up to his cheek as she debated going straight to his room and forgetting about the food. He smiled at her, and she felt her lungs deflate slightly as the flowers began to constrict her breathing. She tried not to let it show, hoping Billy would think it was because she had been out of breath because of his kisses.

"Well what are we still doing here, huh?" One of his hands stuffed itself in the back pocket of her jeans, groping her slightly before pushing her out the door and to her car. "I hope you picked somewhere secluded, baby."

"Y/N!" Dustin pounded on the door of the bathroom as Y/N threw up the first of many buds. She was trying to stop herself, trying to hide it with running water, but Dustin's ear was pressed against the door as she coughed. "Are you alright in there?" He stopped knocking, focusing on listening.

"I'm fine, Dustin," She cut herself off with another cough as a bud made it's way through her throat, scratching it's way up and leaving scrapes that poured out blood. The toilet bowl in front of her was splattered red from her blood and had about five floating flower buds. She was exhausted after coughing so violently, leaning her head against the bowl as her eyelids fluttered with pressure. She was so tired she didn't even flush the toilet, so when Dustin was finally able to break into the bathroom he saw the blood and the flowers and knew exactly what was going on.

"Y/N," He whispered, tears in his eyes as he looked at his sister, who was looking worse for wear.

"Dustin? Y/N? What's going on?" Mrs. Henderson yelled, causing Y/N's eyes to open wide. She reached for the shower, turning it off as Dustin flushed the flowers down the drain.

"Uh, nothing! Y/N was just taking too long in the shower!" Dustin yelled back, hoping his mom wouldn't come in. He needed to get Y/N to her room to lay down and rest, and he could feel the tears well up in his eyes.

"You can't tell Mom," She muttered as Dustin helped her up, supporting her to her room, where she laid on her bed.

"I thought you and Billy were going good," He said in a voice so innocent that Y/N wanted to freeze time and keep him this age forever.

"Dusty," She whispered, the nickname enough to make some tears fall out of both of their eyes.

"He's a terrible person!" Dustin finally bursted, angry at Y/N for not seeing that the guy that was killing her was not worth dying for. "Why aren't you getting the cure?" He grabbed her hand, squeezing it as if it would change her mind.

"Because that would mean forgetting him," She said, tears beginning to race down her cheeks now as well.

"So you would rather live in denial for a month before your death than actually live?" Dustin asked, hitting her hard, because that's what she was doing now, wasn't it? She went around pretending that everything was fine while she was dying than live in a world where she didn't remember the asshole that was Billy Hargrove.

But then she thought of when he kissed her softly, when he brought her favorite food over, when he would scoot over and let her sit with him on the lifeguard chair when his manager wasn't looking, and how was she supposed to forget about that? Who else would appear that would make her feel the same?

And how was Dustin supposed to understand that?

"How am I supposed to live like this, Y/N? Knowing that you're going to die soon?" Dustin was sobbing now, which made Y/N cry harder.

"Everyone dies eventually," Was her only answer, and it made Dustin pull his hand from hers quickly.

"Not at eighteen! Not when they can be saved!"

"For a price! One I don't want to pay!"

"Oh, so you'd rather suffocate? You'd rather choke on your own blood and throw up flowers until your lungs are crushed and your heart gives out?" His voice was hoarse as he was trying not to yell, but the tears were streaming down fast and spilling onto his hands. "I don't want to be left behind," His voice broke Y/N, and she looked away as she hiccuped a sob.

"Dusty," Y/N moved to sit up and hug her little brother close, heart breaking for him. "You won't be alone! You have so many friends here." She kissed his forehead through his big hair, and for the first time she was thinking about getting the cure.

"But I need my sister," Dustin's hands were clutching her shirt, and she just sighed, debating in her mind.

Would it be that bad to forget about Billy? There had to be others out there, someone else that would be better for her. And yet, the thought of forgetting Billy made her heart clench and her stomach constrict.

"I'll think about it, I promise. Whatever I decide, though, I love you, okay? I'm wouldn't - I'm not doing this to hurt you." She made Dustin sit back so she could talk straight to him, making sure her point was getting across.

"I don't want you to leave," Dustin said once more, and Y/N shook her head as she wiped the tears on his cheeks.

"It'll all be okay, Dusty. You'll be okay." He shook his head, but she just nodded.

That night, Dustin and Y/N slept in the living room after staying up for hours watching movies. Dustin rubbed Y/N's back as she coughed up petals every once in awhile.

And all Y/N could think about was maybe Billy was worth forgetting if her and Dustin were finally becoming close siblings.

"You sleeping?" Billy asked, shaking her slightly.

"I just don't feel good," Y/N sighed, opening her eyes slowly and turning to look up at him. She laid against Billy's chest, his arm holding her close as she put her leg over his hips and her arms completely encircling his body. He rubbed his thumb against her lower back, and she struggled to take a deep breath.

"What is it?" He questioned in a low voice, barely being able to be heard over the soft music they had been listening to.

"Probably just a cold," She muttered as she cleared her throat, hoping the tickling in her lungs would subside - that or she would go to sleep.

"You're not, ya know, late," Billy shifted uncomfortably, and Y/N rolled her eyes. "Are you?"

"Absolutely not." She sighed, smiling when he relaxed and tightened his hold on her once more.

"Good," He watched her close her eyes before he closed his own, falling into a light sleep with her.

When Billy woke up, he was alone in his bed, which confused him, because Y/N never left when he was still sleeping. He looked for a note, because maybe it was an emergency, but there was nothing, no trace of her still being over.

"It's okay," He heard his sister's voice faintly, and got up, because who the hell was she talking to?

"God, Max, this blows," He heard Y/N's voice, and it was coming from the bathroom.

"I'm sorry." His sister said, and when Billy made it to the bathroom the door was closed. He heard violent coughing, but when he tried the knob it was locked. "Hello?" Max called, and suddenly it was silent.

"What the hell is going on in there?" Billy asked, trying to listen closely. There was some soft noises he couldn't make out, but he was also shaking the doorknob still.

"You cannot tell him!" Y/N whispered to Max. She had been leaning against the toilet, throwing up full flowers. Max had been in the bathroom when Y/N ran in, coughing up blood into the toilet. Max had shut and locked the door quickly, and Y/N was glad she did because it wasn't long before Billy had also gotten up.

"He doesn't know?" Max was obviously freaking out, and Y/N couldn't blame her. Max had become like a little sister, and Y/N knew she was going to be upset when she found out.

"Why in God's name would I tell him?" Y/N was flushing the toilet, wiping the blood from her mouth and watching the fully blossomed flowers swirl down.

"Open the door, Maxine!" Billy yelled, and Max sighed.

"You really would rather die than forget that guy?" She sounded so upset, so annoyed, because of course Billy was taking another thing away from her. She loved Y/N like a sister, and she didn't want to lose her.

"I know," Y/N sighed, walking to the door to unlock it. She looked up at Billy, who was leaning on the doorframe, looking extremely annoyed.

"Y/N," He furrowed his brows, waiting for her to explain. She gave him a tired smile, hoping he hadn't heard a lot of their conversation.

"Sorry, I just was," Y/N turned to Max, trying to think of a good excuse.

"She was helping me with my period." Max knew Billy wouldn't want to know any more details, and she was proved right when his face scrunched up in disgust. "I came and woke her up because Mom's gone." Max was way too good at lying, Y/N decided. It made her wonder if she had ever been victim of Max's lies.

"Stay out of my room," Billy rolled his eyes, putting his hand on Y/N's back and ushering her out the door. Y/N turned back to Max as she walked away, seeing the girl staring.

Max was going to say something, she just knew it.

Max was just about to leave to meet her new friends at the arcade when there was a knock on the door. Everyone was out of the house, and she was going to meet her friends, so Max wasn't sure who was at the door.

"Y/N?" Max barely recognized the girl in front of her as she opened the door. Y/N was leaning against the door frame, pale and shaking, her chin dotted with blood. She was panting, and Max quickly helped her in and laid her on the couch, which was the closest item of furniture.

"Where's Dustin?" Y/N asked, looking around at the empty house.

"At the arcade. What's going on?" Max asked, rushing to the bathroom to get a wet cloth. She came back to wipe Y/N's face, pushing hair away.

"Please get him here. Please, you have to call him." Y/N begged, grabbing Max's hand. She had only gone to their house because she didn't know where Dustin was, and she knew she was dying. She had called the Wheelers and the Sinclairs already, and she thought worst case scenario she would at least have Billy.

"You're dying," Max said, hands lifting to her head as she watched her brother's girlfriend slowly die. It was something she never wanted to see, something she wished she could walk away from and scrub her brain.

"Please, please, I don't want to die alone!" Y/N cried, grabbing Max's hand and holding on tight. "I know I chose this, I know, but-but I'm afraid!" Tears streamed down both of their cheeks.

"I'm gonna call the arcade. And I'll call the pool, yeah? I'll get Billy here," Max suggested, scrambling up to grab the phone. She hit her head as she stalled on the number for the arcade, deciding to call the pool the first.

"Hello?" A man picked up, and Max barely let him speak before she was talking.

"Tell Billy he has to come home! Tell him to come, it's Y/N, it's his girlfriend! She's dying, tell him!" Max yelled, heart racing as she remembered the number to the arcade. She hung up, looking back at Y/N as her breathing became more labored and she began coughing more. "Hang on," She whispered, not taking her eyes off the older girl.

"Palace Arcade, how can I-"

"Dustin Henderson! Tell him to go to Max Mayfield's house now! His sister is dying, she-"

"Hold on," Keith yelled over to Dustin, and soon the younger boy was on the phone. Max began to breathe heavier as Y/N stopped coughing.

"Hello?" Dustin sounded annoyed, and he pulled the phone away from his ear as he heard Max's scream.

"Henderson! Oh God, it's your sister!" She covered her mouth to stop herself from throwing up, because Y/N was laying lifeless on the couch, her breathing slowing down.

"What?" Dustin muttered, heart shattering. "No, no, no, she's not even at full flowers yet!" Max heard a couple loud noises as Dustin dropped the phone, screaming to his friends. Max didn't even hang up the phone either, running and sliding over to Y/N.

"It's okay, Y/N. It's okay, I'm here. You're not alone," Max cried as she pushed Y/N's hair out of the way with one hand, the other holding her hand. "You're okay," Max swore she saw Y/N smile slightly before she took in her last breath.

"Where is she?" Billy yelled as he ran into the house, practically ripping the door off it's hinges. His eyes meet Max's swollen ones, and then he trailed his eyes over to Y/N's form, the way she was laying practically boneless on the couch. "Fuck, oh fuck,"

"Billy," Max cried as he went to kneel next to her. He cradled Y/N's head in his hands, breathing heavily. "She had Hanahaki, she-"

"I know!" He yelled at her, not looking. "I know, I know, God," He groaned as Max just stared at him.

"You knew?" She whispered, blinking at her brother in disbelief. "You knew and you didn't do anything?" She was getting louder now, and Billy just rolled his eyes.

"What was I going to do? I can't fuckin' change her feelings!" Billy finally looked at Max, who took one more look at Y/N before turning and gagging.

She knew her brother was a dick, but this? What the hell was this?

"Y/N!" Dustin screamed as he ran into the already open door, panting. Billy moved slightly to let Y/N's brother in, and Max turned to see the other boys standing in the door, breathing heavy and staring with tears in their eyes. "No, please. Please wake up. Please, open your eyes. Open your eyes!" Everyone had tears falling down their cheeks, sobs catching in their throats.

"She's gone," Billy went to put a hand on Dustin's shoulder, and the younger man lashed out.

"This is all your fault!" He screamed, pushing Billy away.

"My fault?" Billy furrowed his brows. "All I did was kiss her!"

"Well, I bet it was a helluva kiss!" Tears were pouring down Dustin's face, and Max was pulling at him to try and comfort him. "Considering she gave her life to remember it!"

"I can't change her feelings!" Billy felt a couple tears run down his face, and he quickly wiped them away before they fell too far. "If I stayed away from her, it wouldn't have done anything! It would have just hurt more."

"You could have done something! Convinced her," Dustin couldn't speak anymore, hyperventilating as he tried to suck in breaths. "Oh God," He muttered before his friends all came over, enveloping him in a hug and pulling him away from Y/N's body. Billy was left alone, his body feeling like it was hollowed out as he stared at Y/N's body. He couldn't help but think about what he had done wrong, what led him to this point.

It was only a kiss.

alternate ending

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